#also dangly jewelry because I said so

[kratt-creature-creates]

Here’s the redesign for my (so far not written down) Chris x Zach/Zach redemption AU!

@martincrushcameback shared the idea that Zach is the Way he Is bc of his father/expectations of running The Company…. Maybe this takes place after Zach’s had some time away to reinvent himself, so to speak.

Without the constant pressure from his father to desperately perform, he completely revamps and rebrands, and hey— he seems a lot more confident, too….

(He pops up on TV during an interview after his rebrand debut, and Chris is immediately Interested. But also Confused, because like. Zach completely dropped off the map for like a year and now he’s back and he’s hot???? And he’s leaving animals alone?? And he’s being ethical??)

Main: @korra-bee

[yasmindifference]

Cheer up prompt #27

An anon and @this-was-a-terrible-idea also requested #27! A popular number apparently lol. I hope you all enjoy! ♡

"--and then Mr. Browsten said that with all the, um, the hullabaloo that it wasn't fair to make us take a test, so he cancelled it."

Tim pauses for breath and Mom hums an encouraging noise. When Dad makes that sound, it means he's not really listening, but he knows Mom's paying attention, even though she hasn't stopped curling her hair. From where he's lying on her bed, he can see her reflection in the vanity mirror, and she's frowning just like he knew she would.

Mom doesn't approve of canceling tests, which means she doesn't approve of Mr. Browsten, because he cancels them all the time.

(Mom says tests are important to know where improvement is necessary. Mr. Browsten doesn't seem to agree.)

"So we watched a documentary instead and it was pretty interesting, it was about puffer fish! Sarah asked what puffer fish have to do with grammar and Mr. Browsten said that learning is its own reward, but I think he just didn't have anything else ready so he took something from Ms. Cappola instead. She's the fifth grade science teacher and I heard her classes watch movies at least twice a week."

Mom tuts, which Tim was expecting, and sets down her curling iron.

"Ridiculous," she mutters. "I don't know why we're paying that school so much in tuition when they can't be bothered to teach you anything. It's a miracle you ever learned to read."

"It's because I'm smart," Tim informs her helpfully, and Mom smiles her special just-for-Tim smile.

"You are," she agrees. "And thank goodness for that. Now, would my smart boy do me a favor?"

Because Tim's smart, he already knows what she's going to ask. He rolls off the bed to his feet. "Curling iron?"

"Yes, please." Mom rolls her chair away from the vanity so he can crawl under it to unplug the curling iron. She plugged it in herself, but that was before she was all dressed up in her expensive dress. "Thank you, Timmy."

"You're welcome," he chirps, crawling back out.

Mom rolls back in front of the vanity, but Tim stays where he is, kneeling next to it so he can watch her put her makeup on. There are a lot of different bottles and brushes and powders involved, but Mom never hesitates. Tim doesn't know how she keeps it all straight.

He likes watching Mom get ready to go out. Sometimes--like tonight--she lets him pick out the jewelry she's gonna wear, and then she chooses her dress and hair and makeup all based on what he picked. Even when the colors don't match, it all fits together like a puzzle...a puzzle she pieces together in seconds after Tim's impulsive choice.

It's really cool.

Tonight, Tim picked pretty, dangly earrings with some kind of red stone (ruby, Mom said when he asked), so Mom picked a black dress. She said it would make the earrings pop, which he didn't get until he saw her wearing it.

Now, he watches her choose lipstick as red as the earrings and asks, "Does the lipstick make the earrings pop, too?"

Mom finishes smoothing it on before she smiles at him. "You tell me."

Tim studies her. The lipstick matches the earrings, but it doesn't draw attention to them the way the plain dress does. He already watched her do her eye stuff, and her eyes look bigger somehow, but they're not colorful like they were when they all went to the opera last week.

"No," he decides. "You went new...neutral?" He waits for her slight nod of confirmation, then continues, encouraged, "You went neutral with your eye stuff and red with your lipstick to make your lips pop."

"Very good," Mom says, smiling. She cups his cheek briefly before turning back to the vanity. "Clever boy."

Tim beams and watches in fascinated silence as she uses some kind of powder. Even though he's staring right at her, he can't tell what the powder actually does. All he knows is that when she's done, her face looks...different. Still pretty, but kinda sharper somehow.

Makeup is like magic, he decides. No matter how many times he watches her get ready, he can never figure it out.

"Can I try?" he asks impulsively.

"Try what?" Mom asks, a little distracted. The cap on one of her bottles is stuck and she's struggling to open it.

"Your makeup!" Tim takes the bottle from her and opens it by using the hem of his shirt to grip it better. Mom can't do that, her dress is all shiny and slippery. "You look pretty, I wanna try."

Mom pauses and then smiles.

"I don't have long before I have to leave," she warns him, "but I don't see why not. Do you want to pick out some lipstick?"

Tim absolutely does. He levers to his feet as, across the room, Dad finally stirs. He's been reading some stuff his assistant from Drake Industries brought by earlier, ignoring them both, but now he says, "Janet" in a weird tone.

"Jack?" Mom asks, even as she directs Tim's attention to the little circles on the bottom of her lipstick tubes that show what color they are. She has a lot of options.

"Janie, really," Dad says. He sounds unhappy, and Tim looks up from comparing two different shades of pink to find him frowning. "You can't mean to let our son--"

He stops mid-sentence and Tim bites back a wince. Dad's in trouble; Tim hasn't seen that look on Mom's face since he told her about his last nanny giving him whiskey to help him sleep when he woke up from bad dreams.

"My son," Mom says very deliberately, "is welcome to express himself however he likes."

Is trying makeup expressing himself? Tim just wants to see if it makes him as pretty as it does Mom.

Either way, that's not a good tone. Tim looks down and concentrates really hard on picking out a lipstick.

"Janet," Dad tries again, weakly. He obviously knows he's in Big Trouble, but for some reason he hasn't apologized yet. Tim tries to psychically tell him to cut his losses and back down, but his telepathy apparently still hasn't kicked in, because Dad says, "It's just that--"

"Do you know what you want to try, sweetheart?" Mom asks, completely ignoring Dad.

Tim looks between his parents, decides to let Dad dig his own grave, and hands Mom the red he settled on.

(If it's the red that most closely resembles the red in Robin's uniform...well, it's not like Mom has any way of knowing that.)

"Excellent choice!" Mom says. She stands up from the vanity and pats her chair. "Take a seat."

Tim does, excited. He's not usually allowed to sit at Mom's vanity.

Lipstick, he learns quickly, feels really weird. He has to sit super still while Mom puts it on him, and it makes his lips feel weirdly heavy, like there's something on them.

Which there is, actually, so...he doesn't know what he was expecting.

Mom hands him a tissue so he can "blot" his lips, just like he's seen her do a million times, and then steps aside so he can see his reflection in the mirror.

"Whoa," Tim says, leaning closer. He makes a few faces, pushing his lips together and out, transfixed by how bright and noticeable they are. It doesn't make him pretty like Mom, but he likes how it looks anyway. "Cool."

Behind him, Dad throws up his hands and leaves the room. He's angry, Tim can tell, but Mom is smiling down at him, so Tim's not worried.

"Do you want to pick eyeshadow next?" she asks.

"Yes, please!"

Prompt #27 was experimentation! Well selected! ♡♡

[thecapricunt1616]

Cherry (Richie Jerimovich one-shot)

♡ One-Shot Inspo: Cherry juice is considered an elixir of immortality most often associated with the feminine aspects of beauty, sexuality and procreation. ♡ Summary: Richie has a hard time telling Tiff about his new GF ♡ W/C: 3.0k ♡ A/N: EEEEK I hope you all like Pt. 2 of Pink Pony Club!! Sorry there's no smut but if y'all really want a pt. 3 LMK!!! heheh, hope you enjoy! ♡ Warnings for BTC: Agegap!Relationship, Angst, Swearing, Smoking Read Part 1 ♡Here♡

♡ 𝐌𝐲 𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 ♡ ➵ 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 ♡ ➵ 𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞-𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞 ♡ ➵ 𝘊𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 / 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘵 ♡ ➵ 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 ♡

Richie still hadn’t told Tiffany about you. It wasn’t that he was avoiding her, as he was picking Eva up at school on Friday evening and dropping her back off on his weekends on Monday morning. Alright, maybe he was avoiding her. That was because, on his time off, you were glued to his side, he wasn’t complaining, he loved having you around. He actually was the one who assured you stayed glued to his side whenever he got out of work, he made his way to the Pink Pony and picked you up - then headed back to his.

You had met Eva at the beginning of the month, easy to say that she fell in love with you at first sight. Your jingly dangly jewelry, the pink streaks in your hair, the colorful and whimsical tattoos you had, she told Richie “Daddy, she reminds me of a carebear!” the first time you’d met which earned a giggle and an honest thank you out of you. She was such a bright, funny little girl. She was also very sweet, and knew how to get what she wanted out of her dad which you highly respected. 

He had told you about Thanksgiving friends and family night at The Bear about 2 weeks prior to when it would happen. If he was being honest with himself he thought it would be a shot in the dark that you would even say yes and want to go, but to his earnest surprise - you were over the moon excited and told him you were honored that he’d asked, and gushed about picking an outfit and how you would do your hair. This made him both excited and fucking nervous because this meant he would need to really figure out what he was going to say to Tiff when you show up.

He knew that Eva probably had said something to her, considering how she couldn’t stop asking you questions when she was in your presence and complimenting your accessories and makeup - which probably meant she was gushing about you to her mom since if the girl had one hobby it was excessive talking. She probably got that from him, that was what you always teased. But now that the day had finally arrived, he was nervous that everything would truthfully go to shit, and that he would be left with yet another huge mess that he has to clean up by himself. 

When he woke though, to hearing giggles in the kitchen and the smell of coffee, he couldn’t help but smile to himself. He had never had the pleasure of waking up in an apartment that felt like home, but since you came around you had made that a reality for him and it was one of the things that he loved most about you. He sat up, rubbing his face before standing to stretch his tight back, and pads out to the kitchen to see you demonstrating to Eva how you stain your lips and cheeks with cherry juice. She was sat on the counter and you were stood in front of her showing her how.

“See so you bite, these ones are nice and juicy so they give great lipstick” you bite the tip of the cherry “Then you rub it where you want it, but don't forget to dab it in or you’ll look like Bobo the clown” you joke and she giggled, copying you and rubbing the juice on her lips and cheeks. “Beeautiful darling!” you said in an exaggerated french accent causing her to laugh even more.

“Lipstick huh?” Richie comes up and hugs you from behind, taking the cherry from between your fingers and rubbing some on his lips “how does daddy look mm?” He makes a kissy face 

“Beautiful daddy!” Eva tried her best to copy your previous accent “pixie promised she’d let me wear real lipgloss to dinner, right pixie stick?” She said and you gasp playfully, poking her belly 

“No! I said if daddy says that it’s ok, I will let you wear my clear lipgloss.” You told her and gave Richie a sweet peck before turning and grabbing one of the old mugs from The Beef and pour some steaming black coffee in it before handing it over to him. 

“Well if it’s clear then I guess It should be ok, thank you sweets” he took the cup gratefully and kissed the top of your head before sitting at the table with one of his little old man sighs. “She eat?” He asks and you nod. 

“Of course- she had toast and eggs. I didn’t wanna wake you she was up around 5, she’s an early bird. Hey Eva, how about we go get your shower all done so you can play until it’s time to get ready, do you want me to help you get it set up?” You asked and she nods 

“Can I use your pretty soap?” She asked and you giggle a bit, lifting her off the counter on to your hip and carrying her to the bathroom 

“Of course little princess, you can even use my special sugar scrub that matches mm?” You set her down on the floor carefully and started the shower for her, grabbing her a towel from the linen closet, and play clothes from her bedroom and setting it down on the bathroom counter. You made sure to check the temperature for her to assure it wasn’t too hot before ruffling her hair playfully “call daddy if you need help ok?” You remind her and she agrees with a hum as you shut the door behind you. 

“Y’good at the whole step mom thing” Richie says from the couch where he was now watching the news. You smiled a bit, walking over and taking his cup, setting it on the coffee table before straddling his lap and wrapping your arms loosely around the back of his neck. 

“Am I?” You gently rubbed the spiky short hair at the back of his neck and he rested his face in the crook of your neck, kissing the skin there gently. 

“Y’good for er’, really good.” He mumbled, wrapping his arms around your back and hands trailing down to squeeze your ass in your little black sofee shorts he loved so much. 

“You’re a sweetheart. Makes sense how she’s such a sweet little girl” you kiss his temple gently. “Is her mom still coming?” You asked. You weren’t nervous, you’d had boyfriends before where their ex wives didn’t like you, although this was your first rodeo with an ex-babymom so it would you assume be a bit different. 

“She is…” he said softly, in the way that let you know his mind was definitely somewhere else. Richie wasn’t soft, he wasn’t gentle. He if anything navigated his life something akin to how a bull would navigate a fine china shop. 

“You’re nervous baby, why.” You rub his shoulder gently and he shrugs a bit. 

“Eva’s been happy lately and Tiff…she has a tendency to freak out. I just…our custody agreement. I worry that she would use it against me if she doesn’t like who I’m dating and you’re the first girl I’ve gone steady with since the divorce.” He tugged your hips closer to his and you settled comfortably over him. 

“And you aren’t on drugs, you’re mentally stable, you have a nice apartment, you have a car. You are in a loving relationship, anyone around us can contest to how much we love eachother right baby?” You gently kiss over his face in the way that made him smile and blush, his pretty eyes fluttering shut. He always reminded you of a teenager when he did that. 

“Yeah, yeah. But guys aren’t favored as highly in the family court and all that bullshit. I know we’re both providing a fuckin stable loving home er whatever they call it. An’ she loves you, and you love her, and we’re one big fuckin happy family - but tiff can go and rip that up and just say- just-“ he sighed as you kiss the sweet spot on his neck, losing his train of thought. 

“What. That I’m a whore? I can show them my real estate portfolio. I own half of the club, they can’t prove I dance, baby.” You cup his cheek and plant a gentle kiss on his lips as you heard the water cut. “Eva is almost 10, baby. Shes gonna legally have her opinion soon enough on who she can live with. We just have to stick it through, yeah?” You kiss his forehead and he sighed, nuzzling his face between your breasts and breathing in your perfume. 

“Promise” he hummed into your skin and planted a sweet kiss on the skin as Eva loudly calls 

“DADDY!!! PIXIE FORGOT MY PANTIES I NEED PANTIES CLOSE YOUR EYES!!” At the top of her little lungs, causing you both to laugh. You got up, padding to her bedroom and grabbing a pair with Bluey on them and going back, knocking on the door gently 

“Sorry! Sorry pipsqueak! My eyes are closed daddy’s eyes are closed I got your panties can I chuck em’ to ya?” You giggled amusedly, covering your eyes with your hand and Richie does the same, chuckling to himself as he blindly sips his coffee. 

“Pixie! I can’t believe you forgot my PANTIES!” She squeaks dramatically, quickly opening the door, ripping the panties out of your hand and shutting the door quickly once again, clicking the lock which makes you giggle even harder at the thought a 7 year old needed ‘privacy’ 

“I know! Worst best friend ever EJ” you teased, a name only you gave her and she loved it. She said other girls in her grade didn’t have ‘letter names’ but the boys did, so she liked that she had a letter nickname. 

You sat back on the couch, shaking your head as you sip your morning smoothie “that one is a little you, a little girl Richard” you teased with a smirk and he nudged you with his knee jokingly. 

“Y’know she uh…” he rubs his nose “she asked t’be called EJ at school. Her ma was askin’ why. Another reason why I’m uh…nervous I guess” he admits, staring into his cup of black now lukewarm coffee as the weatherman goes on about todays high would be 42 and raining all day long. 

“She did” you look into your cup of ice coffee, the dribbles of condensation running down the glass. You swallowed thickly her mother likely didn’t approve. To which he confirmed that theory by explaining 

“Tiff asked if i was uh…” he chuckled “with all that woke non-binary shit. And that I was turning her into a tomboy and that it’s uh..not what it was when we were young. And that girls have to be girls, now. So..she got all pissed and said we gotta get her outta that.” He said and you swallow thickly. You had trans and nonbinary friends, so the thought of his ex wife not being accepting was a stab to the gut. And you knew her biases were strong if she was simply hounding on a name? You knew that she was not an accepting person. 

“Wow…uh…no she can have any name she wants, honey. I know you believe that cause’a’how your dad controlled you. Tell me you won’t force her to be who her mom wants her to be” you look him square in the eye. He swallows thickly, nodding simply and taking your hand, squeezing it gently as Eva comes out of the bathroom. 

“Nice to have panties pixie stick!” She chides, causing you to giggle. 

“A tiny Richard” you said gently and poked his cheek gently. It was a day of playing, and giggling, and reading books- until it was finally time to get ready for the night out. Richie put on his black work suit per usual, a handsome tie that you knew he’d be using to tie your wrists behind your back later when Tiff took Eva for her week long stint. 

You wore a babydoll, long sleeve dress, it was cream colored. It was also adorned with sage green floral patterns, and had puffy sleeves. You wore a beautiful sage bow, tying back your hair and simple makeup. Eva and you were wearing matching lipgloss, which by her attitude gave her all the attitude and confidence in the world. “Let’s do our affirmations, EJ” you told her, gently stroking her little arms and meeting her gaze in the mirror. She smiled proudly and nodded 

“I am beautiful, I am smart, I am strong, I am worthy, I am capable, I am able to do hard things, I am creative, and I lead my life with love and kindness” she repeats your mantra, while looking herself in the eyes and you smile proudly.  

“That’s right pretty girl, my pretty capable smart worthy kind girl” you kiss the top of her head proudly. “Now, do you want…” you dig around your purse and pull out the travel size Marc Jacob’s perfume you got for her with a kind smile “a fancy girl perfume?” You ask her and she gasped like you’d hung the moon on a string, taking it from you and looking at it closely. 

“Pixie!!” She said excitedly, spritzing it on her wrist and neck like she’d seen you do so many times before and dabbing her wrist to her neck to dry them down. “I smell like a lady! A real fancy lady!!” She said excitedly and jumps up and down in her little Mary Jane heels she had begged Richie to buy her. You laughed a bit, nodding happily and adjusting the little curls you’d made in her hair with a hot curing iron. 

“A real fancy lady” you repeated happily. “Go show dad!” You urged as you finished putting your earrings on and she clopped off. You hear Richie gasp and her squeal as she was picked up and kissed all over her face 

“Who’s this prettiest girl? Mm?” He joked, holding her like a koala as he went back to the bathroom and stood behind you. 

“Pixie is prettiest” she said and patted your hair, causing your cheeks to rush with heat. When you got to the restaurant, you were ushered to your table with you on one side and Eva next to you, and an empty seat sitting directly across from you. You assumed that was Eva’s moms seat, you ended up being right. 

“So this is uh… my girl, Tiff.” Your head popped up, standing and extending your hand 

“Nice to meet you! Tiffany, right? You have a beautiful girl, and so smart!” You gush, hoping to land a good impression. She looked you up and down judgmentally, eying the shortness of your skirt and the low bejewled cut of your shirt, before grabbing your hand carefully like you had some kind of sickness, dropping it before turning back to Richie with a unreadable look on her face. 

“Back porch!” She ordered and walked off with her glass of wine, the back door closing behind her with a slam that made you wince. He apologizes to you with his eyes, patting your bum as he headed out behind her. 

By the time he came back with her at his side, everyone had been sat for dinner, and your and Eva’s head popped up, staring at them. “All set honey” Richie said cooly, kissing the top of your head as he made his way back to the host’s stand, cracking his knuckles nervously and standing straight ahead. 

“Mommy, Did you see Pixie sticks pretty Carebear tattoo?” she asked hopefully with a big smile, and you nudged your foot with hers gently, giving her a warning look and she looked back into her kids order of mac and cheese without another word.

“Carebear, Hmm? How old are you?” She snips

“Old enough!” you snap back with an all too polite smile. “Plenty old enough, actually. I appreciate the concern, though honey” the rest of the meal was done so in silence, until it was time for dessert, when Eva asked

“Whats tir- tira-” 

“Tiramisu?” you smiled kindly, “it’s a coffee flavored italian dessert, do you like coffee?” you asked and Tiff scoffs

“Shes seven, should she like coffee?” she asked in an annoyed tone. You held back from rolling your eyes and shrugged,

“She likes, what she likes” you gave a poker face like smile and continue eying the menu even though you knew exactly what you wanted. By the end of the night, Eva was nearly falling asleep in her seat on your shoulder, cuddling your arm. Tiffany was more then happy to scoop her up in her arms when it was time to go home, giving you a glare. She didn’t even say goodbye to Richie, he had to chase her down when she was buckling Eva into her seat. 

“Tiff- Tiffany!” He jogged up to her car and she scoffed in a disgusted tone. 

“What. What?! do you fuckin want-“ she snaps, closing Eva’s door a little too hard that caused her to wake a bit startled and pay attention to what they were saying. 

“What?” He asked, holding Eva’s backpack that she forgot on his arm and she frowned, snatching it from him and throwing it in the passenger side of the car

“Go sleep with your new high schooler. You fucking perv” she hissed, shoving past him to get to the drivers side and slamming the drivers door. You had come out just as he watched her peel away, fists clenching and unclenching at his sides, unsure what to do other than just watch. 

“Hey sweetheart” you hug him from behind, kissing the back of his neck. 

“W’never gonna get along.” He muttered

Fin

[eolewyn1010]

Downton Abbey Fashion 66 - evening dresses in 1924

Today is just a bunch of season 5 evening gowns that I couldn’t fit in anywhere else, five different characters and two anonymous models. Let’s go!

Starting back in with the fashion show’s Egyptomania. I hate the make-up on the model, but let’s ignore that and look at her dress. The skirt is all flowy fabric, although the structure of it makes me unsure whether there’s a layer of super long fringe over it. But the top? That’s beaded so heavily it might as well be armor. This thing is encrusted. I wouldn’t have minded a few spots of red to pop out between the gold, but I understand why they kept the palette limited. Honestly, the headdress almost comes off as… well, not unspectacular, but not as exotic and Out There as it should. It’s just, skull caps of pearls and with long dangly bits on the sides and back were well-established in the 1920s; this fits right into that trend.

And then there was this little number. Okay, I could only get a back shot of this, but it had me thinking that, if The Queen’s Gambit were playing in the 1920s, Beth Harmon would be all over this chessboard checker. And the glittering fabulousness of it.

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Lady Anstruther is a fashion choice I don’t understand, because her character is comprehensively described with the word “horny”, but they don’t make her look very appealing. That hairdo is not flattering, the make-up gives her a vaguely threatening appearance, the dress is so dull I can barely make out the embroidery, and that chiffon jacket that she wears over it with the ruffled? fur? collar feels weirdly anachronistic. I don’t think I’ve seen another see-through piece of clothing with such a dense collar around here. Honestly, the only thing about her that doesn’t look cheap is that necklace.

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In comes Rosamund to bring back style. She’s fallen for the same fashion dominated by black and brown velvet that’s shown up in Violet’s and Isobel’s evening dresses this season, and like the two of them, she has subtly shimmering golden embroidery on her dress. Pretty simple look otherwise, a V neckline, short sleeves, but I really like that jade jewelry set in the first shot.

So the necklace has a comeback! Not for a dramatically different dress, admittedly, but one on which it pops equally nicely. This one initially has no sleeves and the embroidery is much more modern; instead of big ornamental flowers, we have a net of clean geometrical lines webbing up to an art deco pattern. Funnily, this dress makes a comeback in season 6, and someone took the time between seasons to tack a couple cheap chiffon sleeves on it.

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Miss Bunting, five foot of zero manners, marches up in a dress that is honestly quite nice. I can’t quite tell if it’s black or dark blue velvet, but velvet it is, and I’m slightly surprised that she, a primary school teacher, can afford it. It’s quite possibly the most expensive piece of clothing she owns. And it’s got a drop waist sash that matches her headscarf, although she doesn’t knot her scarf in the charming way Edith usually does, plus some lovely golden feather embroidery. Someone write me a decent Communist character to wear this dress to a rich people party!

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This is a friend of Rose’s whose name I cannot remember; I only remember that Miss Bunting basically called her an idiot to her face because she said she’s no good at math. Such a beautiful dress though, intricately voided velvet in a copper-coral kind of shade, and the little diamond clasps on her shoulders make it even better. Add a bronze flower headband, puff up the curl buns, and she basically looks like Princess Leia in 1924.

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We’ll have some Mabel Lane Fox to close out, just because I enjoy the sheer amount of bitchface she exudes around Mary. Also, she wears this gold brocade beauty to a dinner when Mary wears a quite modern but quite plain black dress that I personally find boring. So Mabel is shining by contrast. She also has the better hairdo, but I should at least try to be objective. Blue drop beads jewelry, a sparkly headband, a V neckline – the look is simple, but effective.

The moment she’s set to eat dinner on the same table as Tony Gillingham, she opts for a softer, lighter color and classy diamond-silver jewelry instead of the darker, heavier beads. She easily manages what Lady Anstruther doesn’t: Look appealing in a feminine, non-threatening way, even though that isn’t necessarily in line with her temperament. The dress design is playing at a kind of turtle shell scales look, and it’s ton of beads so she can sparkle in the lamplight. I like the ornament on her headband.

[nelyoslegalteam]

thinking about the timeline of my murdoc designs in game today so i’m gonna infodump

teen/young adult/early game

very insecure in his presentation

dresses Plain But Nice - likes a fitted dress shirt and a simple necktie sort of deal. not a jewelry person and doesn’t really take to embellishments on things.

color scheme tends a bit lighter - whites and baby blues as base colors, with some dark purples and goldenrod yellows as accents.

around the inn i think he experiments with suit pieces but probably isn’t wearing them much on the road yet. discovers he’s good with a waistcoat/suit vest. occasional nice jacket but doesn’t really end up keeping this as a look as he hates having That Much Fabric around his arms.

went a bit overboard on cutting his hair short for the first time and is very sensitive about the length. crops it pretty close, probably a lot more than is typical for a hobbitish hairstyle. learns that he likes to shave it off his neck both because having sensory input back there sucks and also because it feels a bit euphoric for him. curls on top still but he puts in a lot of effort to keep them looking neat and they’re still short for a hobbit.

does NOT wear armor. hates how bulky and constrictive it feels and really doesn’t consider it a necessity since he mostly fights from a distance anyhow. does wear a proper arm guard and archery glove for shooting though. hates trying to wear his arm guard over his sleeves so he takes to cuffing his dress shirts pretty dramatically to accommodate for it.

late-early game/early-mid game/new to being a public figure

acquires some of his signature Fancy items - most notably, this is when he gets his cape, which becomes his signature statement piece for the rest of the game. floor length, slightly heavier cape with midnight blue fabric as the base, heavily embroidered down the outside with iridescent “dragon” scales. are the scales fake? yeah. pretty much definitely. BUT they’re shiny with all sorts of purple and green tones like how crow feathers are and they look real neat. golden clasp and gold shoulder pieces.

murdoc’s still not quite a jewelry person but he does adopt gold as his metal to match the cape. also acquires some nice diamond cufflinks from thranduil’s halls and now cuffing his sleeves dramatically has the added bonus of showing them off.

suit vests are now a mainstay of his outfits, especially on the road. reinforces them with some flexible leather on the inside because his friends gently bullied him into wearing Some form of armor and at least that doesn’t feel too bulky or constricting.

starts incorporating royal/dark purples and blues as base colors in his outfits, either on his neckties or on his suit pieces. color scheme shifts a little darker overall to feature said dramatic purples and blues, with white and goldenrod as accent colors.

neckties also get a Lot fancier and he does like an elegant or flashy pin for them. loves a cravat or a ruffled collar on his shirt. learns he likes to dress up even when he’s just running about in the woods.

still shaves his neck for the sensory benefits but lets his curls get a little longer up top. partially this is because a close crop is harder to keep up as he spends more and more time on the road but also partially it’s… nice, to feel less pressure in the way he presents and to let his hair look more typically hobbitish again.

mid game/established as a public figure

hits a point where he becomes a Lot more comfortable and confident about his presentation and starts to absolutely relish being as sparkly and fancy as he possibly can. develops a taste for jewelry and starts experimenting with it. really leans into it after maedhros joins the party and murdoc gets close to him.

has an ornate necklace of rubies inlaid in gold, and a singular matching dangly earring, worn on the left. he gets these before meeting maedhros, but only settles on rubies as his stone after they get close, as the red becomes a private nod to him.

color scheme shifts to accommodate this - his main colors remain royal (or dark) purple and royal (or dark) blue with white to break things up, but his accents are now jewel-tone red and gold.

doesn’t change his hair any really - still likes it longer up top and shorter in the back - but isn’t as fussed about letting it get a bit longer if he’s been on the road for some time. sometimes when it’s long enough, ríros likes to do some braids in it - given that murdoc keeps his hair much shorter than most elves keep theirs, and also that it is a mess of curls, braiding it works better with maedhros walking them through smaller, more complex noldorin style braids. murdoc can’t really wear these in public though so he only keeps them in when it’s just him and the party. ríros does like figuring out how to get sindarin braids to stay in murdoc’s hair though and murdoc does leave these in around people, especially if they’ve been traveling for a while.

late game/post-hand loss/current

keeps his color scheme, ornate style of dress, and love of jewelry, but starts favoring looser fitted clothing, Especially when it comes to shirts.

wears braces for spine and shoulder support beneath his clothes. much like with his arm guard, he hates the feeling of trying to put them on over fabric, so his shirts get more blousy and campy. he Does like the aesthetic of it, but largely it’s so that he can move more comfortably and avoid anything constricting around or under his aids.

his injuries are actually pretty similar to maedhros’ on account of the hand loss and the damage to his spine and shoulder from being dangled, so he goes to maedhros a lot for advice and help. his braces are at least somewhat modeled after maedhros’ own, and maedhros helped design them on account of having a pretty good idea of what would help.

leaves his right uncovered; he’s got a special arm brace modified with a hook for him to draw his bow with, and it’s both more comfortable to wear and easier to take off/put on with his arm uncovered. still not opposed to a good dramatic cuff, but shirts without full sleeves end up feeling less bulky and are easier to manage. likes a good poofy sleeve that buttons neatly below his elbow.

notably, does Not give a fuck about covering his right in polite company either, or about wearing anything on it that doesn’t have a specific function for him. is simply Not going to do that. his ability to shut down bullshit was forged in the entire hospitality industry and he does not have any reservations about anything anymore. did You fight a werewolf? no? then kindly shut up :)

gives up on cropping his hair shorter in the back, and lets it get shaggier and more neck length. it’s a Very hobbitish look. he completely hates it from a sensory standpoint, but he doesn’t really have the energy for anything requiring more precise or more frequent maintenance. it’s fine aesthetically when he’s at the inn or staying somewhere longterm where he can get up the spoons to wrangle it to be as intentionally styled as he likes, and it’s nice to have the visual reminder of his heritage when This Many years of adventuring have started to wear on how hobbitish he feels, but it’s a fucking Sensory Pain when on the road. hates having it loose if he doesn’t have the spoons to style it and is very insecure about how unpresentable it looks. ríros helps a lot by modifying sindarin style braids for murdoc’s length, and maedhros helps a lot by advising on what’s easiest and most comfortable for murdoc to maintain on his own and/or keep in longterm. almost always has those modified sindarin braids in while on the road, equally because he likes the look of them, because they’re comfortable from a sensory standpoint, and because letting ríros braid his hair for him is important bonding time for them both.

[the-s1lly-corner]

Random creepypasta character hcs VOL. 3(?)

Lost count on these but yeah I wanna drop more headcannons!!!

Nina is genderfluid and uses any pronouns! They also wear binders every now and then + they wear pride jewelry

Also they dye their hair like. A few shades lighter because he likes how the roots look when they grow out!! Same note they dye their own hair!!

I'm sorry for really focusing on nina but I've been flashing my design for her; but she also wears fake fangs

Before eyeless jack became eyeless, he has heterochromia! One eye was brown and the other was more gold!

Obligatory "I hc that ej and nina would be friends" but they do each others nails and would help each other put together outfits

A majority of eyeless Jack's shirts are band shirts

The neighborhood, TV girl, hollywood undead, mother mother, ICP, ect ect are a few of his favorites! Granted I think his wardrobe would become more limited since he lives in the woods alone in my au...

Still focusing on EJ, in my au before he got all.. monsterified... I feel like he was studying to be a doctor

Ironic and kinda messed up considering now he's forced to dissect people to sustain his own body but yeah

I'm pretty sure I said this before but I'll say it again since I love the concept; but Ben 99% of the time is bound to electronic devices. Basically meaning you'll rarely, if ever, see him drag himself out. Even when he does it takes a lot out of him, and he can only wander for so long until he has to go back

More au stuff but to help give jill her own unique vibe and stuff, I designed her to look like those old dolls you'd see way back then. You know the ones, with the porcelain faces and ragdoll-like bodies!! She still has her black and white clown look but yeah!! Due to this she also has visible tears and stitches on her; mainly on the limbs!! I also kinda wanna give her a sort of lolita dress look, if I ever draw her again! Give her loads of frills and stuff

Tying this all off since shes made to resemble a doll shes short 😔☝️ a moment of silence for lady

She can still stretch her limbs like jack, though

Though tbh idk if jill could do that or not <\3 but shh it's my au

Jane is much more... well idk the right wording, but I guess shes more masc presenting in my hc/au? She doesnt wear a dress or pair of heels like her canon look

I adore her canon look dont get me wrong, but I feel like considering that shes gunning for Jeff, that isnt too practical; esp considering jeff is.... something else

Basically wears stuff that's easier to run in, add some protection to her if she falls, swap the heels out with running shoes, no dangly accessories, ties her hair back. If not she'd definitely cut it down short

She still has her mask, though, but its a prosthetic she made/received herself since I dont think she'd want to touch the one jeff gave her

So yeah!!

Also I feel like, out of most the creepypastas, she has the best chance of living her own life in society; she only has intention to end game jeff, but asides that shes just. Mostly normal. Shes in therapy for her trauma, she has a job, she lives in her own place, ect

Oh that also reminds me! I keep rattling in about "my au" this, "my au" that, but I havent actually... released anything about it outside of headcannons

Idk if it'll be out in written fanfics, or as comics, or just one shot half au-accurate drawings or WHAT but

Basic run down of the au; time skip has taken place, havent decided a set amount of years, but it's been long enough that characters (that age) like jeff or jane are in their 20s (so like anywhere between 7-13ish years)

Slender still has his mansion, but it's hardly like anything the old fandom had,, it's no where near as huge or extravagant; its about as good as an abandoned mansion can be with little to no access to materials to upkeep it, and hardly anyone lives in it

Also same area ej lives, but they don't interact much and have a tense dynamic; both refuse to change locations

Still fleshing out the mansion idea!! So this is subject to change!!

Anywaus

Obviously characters who dont age/are ghosts/undead dont change ages; so like ben and sally are still the same, and the same applies to others like

Uuuuuh

Puppeteer, laughing jack and jill, slender and his brothers (this au does not include THAT one, fuck that one, we only have splendor and trender here), zalgo

Oh speaking of zalgo! He exists!! They don't really have a physical/tangible form though, hes more so a concept/untouchable entity that corrupts whatever it touches and causes chaos

Anyways

Also eyeless Jack's aging is... slowed; not by much but yeah!! Side effect of his curse and the whole "his body is changing into something horrific", and the slow age thing is a whole thing about the curse trying to extend his life span in order to cause more damage to himself and others

Real goofy stuff

Anyways

Laughing jack lives in his lil box and mostly transfers from person to person via the box being passed around

Be it garage sales or being sold in a goodwill, he eventually finds a new family to torment

No one suspects the old ass jack in the box!!!!

Ysah that's about it

Sits

Anyways yall should totally send me In requests (please read my pinned first!!)

[wibble-wobbegong]

ok i caved and made a pinterest board (which i can add u as a co-creator on if u want? and if i can figure out how to do that?) but i definitely agree on mike wearing darker colours/more punk stuff. in the board i have better refs w more of that vibe. i would luv ur thoughts on hairstyles tho, as i feel like he would keep his current hairstyle, but a bit longer. more reminiscent of eddie but still his own style, yknow? also accessorizing . he definitely seems to luv Things so i feel like he would Own quite a bit of jewelry (mostly necklaces and bracelets?) but probably wouldnt Wear a majority of them lol (no this isnt me projecting idk what u mean)

as for the will fits, i get what u mean abt more form fitting stuff and will definitely b taking that into account (in my head the shirts r for sure tighter but wow is it hard to find good refs like that) the only thing im not 100% on is his hair? i mean i definitely think he would do the middle/sorta side part swoopy 90s boyband bangs but.. hm. idk. maybe i am 100% on his hair lol. and for accessories i think he would like fun matching belts for different outfits (see: the colour-coded belts in s4) and maybe some bracelets and that would b his way of adding More to his fits w/o being super out-there? yknow?? like he definitely doesnt seem like the person to wear smth attention-grabbing like super bright stuff (like u said) but he would like to dabble/play w that kinda style thru smaller more subtle accessories? if that makes sense at all.

im glad it wasnt super weird ! this is fun to discuss imo :)

ok so i have Zero Opinions on hair, though it’s become commonplace that will gets his little swoop and mike grows his hair out more. you could get fun with it and give them a little color!!

ACCESSORIES. i completely forgot those were a thing BUT for mike:

- necklaces but they’re dangly and usually the charm piece is metal because he likes to bite/chew on it and metal tastes good, but the charm itself could be anything

- bracelets i imagine Suck for him because of his bony wrists and the way things are constantly sliding (my sister has a similar body type to him and bracelets never sit for her so thats what im going off of) except for those soft friendship bracelets you can tighten because 1) comfy material 2) adjustable

- i can see mike getting his ears pierced and THAT is where the stupidness goes in his accessories. he and will and el go out to shops and buy the ones they find funny or cute so he has like. this range

but he can cover it with his hair 90% of the time, only tucking his hair back to show them to people to make them laugh or show off a little

and then for will, accessory wise, i imagine him enjoying those little leather cluster bracelets

like this kinda stuff + friendship bracelets (naturally)

- i don’t think he’d wear necklaces with the Sole Exception being a chain with the ring of power on it (not a fan of anything being near his throat usually but being a nerd overpowers trauma trust me)

-

jonathan gave him a photo of the demogorgon when he got home after s1 and hopper gave him a copy of his possessed brain scan. i think he’d get a kick out of wearing stuff like this around the house for fun . not even to be scary he just thinks it’s Funny

[bishiglomper]

I really need to start selling my jewelry

I asked dad's wife (professional artist) how much i should sell my Ace earrings. She said $15. 😳 (I was thinking more like $8)

When I was at the ren faire I took pictures of some stuff. Some for inspiration, some just to take note of the prices. Because some of that stuff i could do. 👀

Like those chainmaille earrings i just did. The vendor who had the same thing was selking them for $15. For 12 jump rings and a dangly.

My friend keeps telling me i should get a farmers market booth. I want to.. My main problem is i need to mass produce things first and i just have so many damn options! I'm horrible at decisions! 😫

Also I get psyched out if i try commission style, I get too ocd or mental blocked and then i cant finish, so thats too risky. I need a nom-commital commission. 😅

If someone would just give me a starting idea.. 👀 a color, a theme, a specific starting object.. something

[basil-the-scorned]

@the-kipsabian

So...leave it to me to go a completely different route about this because of one little detail, and that's the freaking necklace he suddenly had on (it's important for this story)

This is also going on A03 because there's not a lot of Swerve fics, but it's also down below!

"You're not thinking about me, huh?"

Of course he would follow him back to his locker room, like he's asking for a death wish. Hangman felt his jaw tighten as he turned around and almost ran headfirst into Swerve. He wanted to follow that impulse of headbutting him in the jaw, but instead he grit his teeth and took a few steps back to really take in the man.

Swerve still had the fur coat on and the dark painted eyes were scanning up and down his body. He puffed out his chest, trying to give the most basic signal of leaving him alone unless he wanted to start something back here.

The golden smile that came across Swerves face said otherwise. "What's with that gold necklace around your neck then? Not very cowboy like to me."

He tried to ignore the way his face was heating up, now feeling the way the jewelry was sitting on his neck, and frowned. "Doesn't really match the new, 'rugged', western look you got going on." The other man took a lingering step forward, then another one, his eyes taking their time checking Hangman out again. "New button up, cowboy boots. The little dangly bits on your arms-"

"It's not…" That irked something in Hangman to finally speak, his voice rough. He then cleared his throat to speak again. "It's called fringes." To that, he receives a half shrug.

"Whatever. Just saying," He finally slows his steps forward, almost as close as Hangman almost bumped into him. "You changed a lot since we last saw each other, what, just a couple of months ago? And yet, you're saying I haven't been on your mind? Not even a little bit?" Hangman was staring him down as Swerve leaned closer, his voice now soft. "It doesn't wake you up at night that I got over you, twice?"

This might be a sign to ask for someone other than Renee to interview him. It might make him less comfortable to start talking without a filter, and his words backfiring on him. For now, all he can do is lock eyes with Swerve as he quickly tugs his neck tight shirt, ready to tell him to fuck off.

The stick of pain went as fast as he noticed, and he felt something start looping around his fingers. Hangman saw the way Swerve huffed out a short laugh and backed up. He took one second to look down and see the barely there golden necklace is now bundled around his fingers, the small excuse for a hook hanging on to the loop it was attached to.

Another thing ruined by Swerve on his list. The hand that was wrapped in the chain tightened as he felt himself baring his teeth. "I don't have time for this." He forced himself to move around him, barely avoiding the urge to start another fight. He didn't even make it two step before he felt a arm loosely grab him by the shoulder.

To all things holy, he tried. He really tried, but it was like a death wish for both of them waiting to happen. Hangman forced out the anger that was started to settle in his chest with one desperate breath out and spun around, the hand being knocked off. "What?" He growled out at Swerve, satisfied in the brief look of surprise that was on his face.

That hand was dropped down, and Swerve's surprise morphed into calmness, golden teeth smiling at him again. "Not trying to start anything." He could guess the annoyed look he was giving off because Swerve's hands came right back up, palms facing him. "Seriously, I'm not trying to get any of the Dragon's fines, just…wait."

He could just walk away right now, but instead he obeys the order and stands there, quietly huffing as Swerve starts messing with something behind his fur. And the more he sees the concentrated look of getting something out, the more he became curious. "What are you even-"

He receives a small annoyed wave his way, and instead his own annoyance he was expecting to ramming in, he felt something else. Something he was mentally stomping down, just when he saw Swerve's expression change to one of success as he pulled something golden from underneath the fur.

He didn't have time to even process how fast Swerve was walking towards him, but before he did, the other man walked to the left of him. Suddenly, he jumped as he felt something warm appear near his chest. "Hold still." Hangman rolled his eyes at the late warning, but again did as told until he heard a small click behind him.

Swerve was back in his vision now, and now Hangman could feel the new weight on his neck. It was a bit heavier, but now he could see the way the chains were actually connected to each other. He saw the frown still on Swerve's face, so he decided to ask "What's wrong now?".

To that, Swerve's finger went under his shirt without warning and pulled the half tucked in chain out. "There we go." Hangman hoped Swerve didn't feel his heart beating a bit faster than usual as Swerve pressed his hand against the chain, like he wanted it to make a mark on his skin.

"Now you have no excuse to not think about me."

ssssooooo whos writing hangman thinking about swerve tho

[jmdbjk]

The air is different...

All my thoughts and ramblings have been piling up. I have had to resort to just jotting down notes. Some stuff is already outdated because: already resolved or already happened. Time is moving swiftly yet at a snail’s pace. 2025 is still an eternity away. Yet...

I was talking to my friend the other day and I remarked “it’s like there's been this paradigm shift since (Jin enlisted)... Jin is handling weapons on the daily, Jimin is blonde again, JK is too skinny, Tae eating Mexican food, we're speculating about Yoongi driving military generals around like some sort of movie plot (because we were)... it's like an alternate universe or something.

In this au fic, Jin becomes a sniper on special ops teams. Except during a mission he gives away his position when he starts laughing his windshield wiper laugh. Or better yet, he uses his windshield wiper laugh as an audible secret signal to his fellow green berets...the enemy never suspects... 

Once Jimin enlists, he becomes South Korea’s own version of Mata Hari, exotic dancer turned spy and infiltrates North Korea and returns with the news that their ramyeon sucks. My god, they don’t even put eggs in it. And as I said, Yoongi ends up driving military generals around. Strangely, he’s the chauffeur that won’t shut up and gives them a more simplified and rational viewpoint of how ridiculous this all is. They actually listen. He is also in high demand making individual regiment OSTs. You know, the things they chant while they are doing marching drills...there she was just a walkin’ down the street singing do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do... 

Anyway. Humor is a coping mechanism and last couple days have been very emotional. Someone please write that fanfic asap.

Let’s talk about Slender Jungkook... He’s turned into some sort of mysterious Slenderman of BTS. This gluten-free-meat-restaurant-protein-heavy diet has made him a lean mean bunny. It’s sort of startling to see slim JK juxtaposed next to the others. Especially Jimin who appears to be getting bulkier. Kookie is not filling out his puffer jackets and baggy pants...or even slim pants, as much as he used to. 

Okay, here’s the deal, I understand there is content in the bank supposedly to last us until 2025... we’ll see... but I already know I am not buying Legos, special coins or Korean postage stamps. Those don’t count as content or merch. Just sayin’. I know they tried to tempt us with Cookie Kingdom nonsense but that was a washout for me.

What we did get: Indigo merch... we got Jack in the Box merch, we got Wootteo and The Astronaut merch... you know what that means? We will be getting merch for Jimin’s album... and everyone else’s as well. Jimin, if you’re reading this, I will pay money for a nice flowy robe-like garment that screams “Jimin would wear this while lounging on his couch wearing nothing else.” And jewelry, hell yes. Give me some dangly earrings that Jimin designed please. If he comes out with some sort of leather merch, the implications...(closes the door on my imagination before things get out of hand, so to speak.) 

Jimin... I beg of you, please design a robe like this:

The thought of stuffed animals and pillow cases as his merch... I hope not. 

I know this was days/weeks ago but WTF Yoongi? He is channeling 19th century rakish scoundrel here.

And Tae’s fo-fo and how he’s definitely catering to the wimmins. Swooning could be heard across the planet when his fo-fo hit the internet. I saw someone say Tae was not channeling Darcy, he was more of a Willoughby. If you know, you know I guess. What got me was the horse... the ultimate phallic symbol.

Now Taeyang having Jimin feature on a song for his upcoming album. I don’t know BigBang except for some negative things I’ve read. I do know who G-Dragon is. He supposedly has an apartment in the same complex with Joon and Jimin? I might be wrong about that. So we supposedly get to hear Jimin on Taeyang’s song in January. I’ll take anything. We’re desperate here. 

I know this post was all over the place but that’s how I’ve been this last week or two. This time of the year also does not offer any calm respite either. 

We have even more changes coming. The air is already different with our Jinnie’s military service started. The past was honestly the best, but we need to look to the future, to their future when they return to us in 2025. They will be different. We will be different. Hobi, Jin and Joon have shown us artistically how much they’ve grown this year. We supposedly still have four more artistic efforts coming before the end of 2023. And we have six more enlistment days coming.

My feelings are still raw. I know they were all emotional but my heart is still aching. I have no better words to say about being able to see all of this unfold in front of my eyes than I’m grateful to be part of it, even with how intensely emotional it is. 

[actualbird]

:0 weird little inventor Luke, if he’s marius’ sugar baby, right, remember how he gave mc the lipstick tranquilliser he made himself, what will he give Marius?? (Also that line of thought is making my brain think of Marius knowing lipstick shades (I think that was a thing?) and 👉🏻👈🏻 crossdressing.. 👉🏻👈🏻 - Book

HI, BOOK!!! okay i must apologize for the following things 1) took me a while to get back to this ask, 2) i completely just forgot about the whole first part of the ask because the second part FRITZED MY BRAIN INTO HEAVEN. okay that being said

it's time for me to talk about hcs on marius von hagen and gender expression

first off, YEA HE KNOWS LIPSTICK SHADES, i remember that from the Summer Breeze event dialog and he said he knew this bc pax has a cosmetics branch but my counter to that is like, dude, do you know every single minute detail of every branch pax has ahold of? would make sense, hes genius enough for that, but also hey, what if he just likes makeup, thats neat, i LIKE THAT. I LIKE THAT A LOT.

like, listen, he looked REALLY REALLY GREAT in the Dreams Of Thebes SR with the yellow eyeliner which, bro, fantastic, i did Not know yellow eyeliner could work on anybody, but he PULLS IT OFF. also the future cn card where hes in that WOOONDERFUL suit and the VERY VERY PRETTY DANGLY EARRING along with his usual piercings. and then that other cn card where hes spray painting and that isnt hugely gender ig but it IS, TO ME, IT IS, IT'S ABOUT ALL THE STUFF AROUND HIS NECK, i just rlly like how marius accessorizes it's SO GREAT, THERES PANACHE. sidenote: mhy dont be shy give us marius in black nail polish we KNOW he'd look SOOOOO GOOD IN IT, but back on topic

lemme just put all those images together so u can see my point

like, okay, okay. COMPLETELY MY OWN OPINION, but among the boys, marius is kinda the most adventurous with "masculine" presentation. his style isnt something i'd call flamboyant but it is something that is STILL striking and conspicuous while fitting with the overall look hes going for. makeup, jewelry, accessories, he Goes There (even if it is in little ways) and he Likes It and he LOOKS GOOD DOING IT.

i guess it could be argued this is less of a gender expression thing and more of flaunting of his status/money and i guess you'd be right but also there are more boring ways to dress expensively so like

marius von hagen is making CHOICES HERE and i LOVE IT.

SO. CROSSDRESSING. or i guess hmmm what im going to go with here is a little bit to the left of crossdressing, a little more "marius tries out different ways of dressing slowly out of curiosity and loves it actually, he's hot as fuck, hell yeah," because what i think would happen isnt rlly Marius Wears Clothes For Women (because what IS "clothes for women" even? artem wing would go on a feminist ramble right here but thankfully i bonked him on the head before he could start) and more of:

mc: hey, thanks for helping me clean out all the useless stuff in my apartment

marius: no problem, but do you really want to throw out some of these clothes? theyre really nice

mc: they are, yeah, but theyre just not my style. theyre a bit...loud and in your face---

marius: huh

mc: ----a bit like you, actually

marius: HUH.......

[fourseasonsfigs]

Time for a fig update!

When I originally wrote this post, I discovered part of the way through that I was missing one of Zhehan's earrings. I was pretty worried because it was such a small piece...who knows where in the unpacking fog of war it went to? There's so much packing materials in my fig boxes that I was worried it might have ended up in my recycling bag.

Luckily, it had just been tucked away on a shelf for safekeeping. It was still in it's little plastic envelope, which made it easier to find. I do admit I had a few seconds where I picked it up, and said, what the heck is this?

And then I realized...it's his golden dangly earring! Not only am I happy I found it, I'm happy it was unbroken.

It wasn't totally easy to thread through his ear piercing...it's such a tiny piece, and it keep wobbling in my fingers as I tried to slot it in. Tweezers are definitely a friend here. I did a trial run of it, and then got the tinest dab of glue and set it in. I think it looks good!

So good, in fact, that I re-did the pictures. I don't think you got the full fig photo experience the first time, so I want to re-do them.

Also, since the pictures have better or worse detail depending on the quality of the light on my bar, I figured it wouldn't hurt to see them again.

Gosh they are just as cute the second time! Look at Junjun's little face.

The earring adds a lot to the look of this fig. It adds shine and interest - which is the whole point of wearing jewelry, right?

Yep, definitely more interesting. Plus, it also is a bit of contrast to Junjun, who doesn't have pierced ears at all.

We're getting a lot of views of the earring on this trip around the fig!

...as we can no longer see the earring. That's alright, we'll still keep going!

I would say I wouldn't have thought I'd have more commentary on these figs for a second time around...but you all know better!

Looking adorable, gentlemen!

There we go. A proper update. Thanks for revisiting these with me, and these two cuties are signing off for the night!

Happy Birthday (Fat Body)

Here we have the return of Gong Jun's and Zhang Zhehan's respective birthday finest!

You've seen these outfits a number of times before - the white and green outfit Gong Jun wore for his birthday livestream in 2021:

And Zhehan's black and green outfit he wore for his birthday broadcast, also in 2021:

The "fat body" style is a fig style variation with a larger head and body, designed for extra cuteness.

The main problem with the fat body style is that sometimes the extra material in the head makes them even more top-heavy, and prone to tipping over. These, however, balance alright, which is even more remarkable because Zhehan tips to the side.

Gong Jun is making Zhehan's hand sign, and Zhehan is flashing the LLD sign. Too cute!

If you're curious about the hand signs, here's the two versions, plus more of Zhehan in his birthday outfit:

This second one is easy, but the LLD one is a little more challenging to do!

You can see the really cute oversized heads here (and ears!).

Zhehan has a bit of a (also cute) lean forward and off to the side. I would not have thought he could stand up, but it's not a problem! It just looks a little precarious.

You can see here how Zhehan has one foot that's a bit shorter than the other. Happens to many of us!

This is a great view of Zhehan's spikier hair!

He looks adorable leaning forward, I don't know why, he just does! Actually maybe I do know why, it's the same head-first kind of thing that toddlers do, so it's pretty cute here!

Oh no! I just realized he's missing an earring! What the heck. It's the hanging one, too. Huh, I don't recall seeing this earring anywhere. I'm going to have to search through my whole unpacking area!

Here we are back around again. I love the moon and stars in their eyes! Sometimes we get their own individual moon and stars, and sometimes we get the reflection of each other's, like we do here. Zhehan is looking at his star and Junjun is looking at his moon!

You can now see why Zhehan is both a bit tilted and leans - he has a big dollop of extra resin on his left foot. I tried to see if it would come off, but nope, it's quite firmly part of his foot.

We get the bonus of a nice shot of the tops of their shoes!

Wish me luck as I search up and down for that earring! I'll come back and update this post if I can find it.

Material: Resin

Fig Count: 435

Scene Count: 30

Rating: Many happy returns!

[link back to Master Fig Index for more posts]

[rachelgreyisgay]

My Stupid Rachel Headcanons

1. kate called rachel sweet girl in 811, and when rachel was brought to 616 she started calling kitty sweet girl and now it’s their term of endearment

2. rachel likes milfs

3. rachel wears her hound uniform but in red bc mojo used it against her...she wants to reclaim it and have that uniform associated with good so that no one can use it against her again

4. i have this scene in my head where brian and rachel are butting heads and brian is trying to get a rise out of her and rachel goes “i don’t have to prove that i have a bigger dick than you, i already know”....blah blah blah something about rachel not having a big dick and then, after thinking through how mad it would make brian, “...that’s not what your sister said” like a petty little bitch

5. rachel only feels like she’s home on three occasions: when she’s in kitty’s arms, when she has the phoenix, and when she’s among the stars

6. rachel unronically wears cargo shorts

7. kitty made her wear that stupid cape that one time, and she only agreed bc kitty designed it for her

8. rachel drinks orange juice straight out of the carton

9. all of rachel's things can fit in a duffel bag. and she doesn't like unpacking that duffel bag.

10. rachel hasn’t slept through the night since she was a child and she often gets up in the middle of the night and eats. this brings about many late-night conversations with other x-men

11. rachel may be on decent terms with logan, but she constantly reminds him that he tried to kill her

12. “you kiss my mother with that mouth??” being said to logan

13. the word “bub” is in rachel’s vocabulary because of logan

14. kitty left piotr at the altar bc subconsciously she knows she loves rachel ARGUE WITH THE WALL

15. i legitimately can’t remember what comic this is from but everyone was supposed to be wearing red and someone asked kitty “where’s your red?” and i can’t remember what kitty said, but idc she said “at home” and she 100% was talking about rachel

16. RACHEL. ADORES. HOPE. this woman has spent her whole life yearning for a family and you’re gonna tell me she didn’t jump all over the fact that she has a niece?? smells like bullshit

17. rachel’s strap is red, duh

18. rachel didn’t know to land in london after escaping mojo, she just hoped really hard she’d make it home. and somehow that brought her to the exact place kitty was

19. rachel calls jp “boober” only because it pisses him off

20. franklin is rachel’s beard. she needed companionship in the camps and there weren’t many ppl to pick from. she does love franklin, but in the way that she loves kurt. not in the way she loves women.

21. rachel has trouble differentiating between romantic and platonic feelings. this is why she confuses her feelings for kurt and franklin. she’s never been shown consistent support and affection from the people she considers friends, so she thinks that when others do that for her it must be romantic

22. rachel is a massive nerd. major star trek and star wars fan. she definitely made kitty and kurt dress up as luke, leia, and han with her.

23. rachel keeps threatening kitty with the idea of shaving her head. kitty is convinced they’re empty threats. they are not.

24. rachel definitely had a crush on illyana. but she also had intense feeling of wanting to be her.

25. rachel gets fucking bent whenever nathan refers to her as his little sister.

26. way way way in the future kitty and rachel head their own team and they go by captain grey and captain pryde...needless to say most of the team is queer.

27. “is that my mom or your mom?”

“does it matter?”

“it matters. my mom never tried to fuck our dad’s brother.”

28. even when she’s not the phoenix host, she keeps her close by wearing phoenix inspired jewelry. a necklace. and arm cuff. a single dangly earring. an ear cuff.

29. rachel has issues with being physically affection to most people.

30. rachel doesn’t like when people touch her without her consent. especially her neck and torso.

31. rachel made a telepathic bond with kitty just like she did with nathan, but she often regrets it bc she hates feeling how hurt kitty is when she can’t fix it.

32. rachel constantly wonders what about her makes so many men approach her and flirt with her. she’s a tall, muscular woman with a mullet who consistently dons massive spikes and mainly non-feminine clothing. what about her says she wants a man’s attention??

33. ray has major resting bitch face.

34. rachel has called brian a pig on many occasions.

35. john grey was the only member of her family that rachel felt really loved her as family.

36. rachel worked with hope prior to her becoming the phoenix bc scott is incompetent.

37. rachel can’t fucking cook (sorry babe) but at the same time, when she first came to 616 she was always hesitant to eat food others made for her.

38. rachel hates the feeling of being drunk. not having complete control of her body reminds her too much of how she was drugged as a hound.

39. but she is a stoner gay

40. rachel has experienced her mother dying multiple times. her bond to her mother transcends the multiverse. and somehow, it gets worse every time.

41. rachel refuses to have any biological children. she’d be open to adoption or her future partner using a surrogate, but honestly has no plans or urge to be a mother at the moment.

42. rachel is a fucking FLIRT.

43. rachel and ruby met and are best friends you can’t convince me otherwise.

44. although she doesn’t necessarily want children, rachel is actually pretty good with kids.

45. rachel hates cops.

46. rachel will always show up to an event dressed better than you (unless you’re emma. emma would win that competition)

47. i’m legitimately stuck between wanting rachel to have no genetic relation to scott and rachel having three biological parents. if she is related to scott, she has his eyes (this one is 100% stolen oop)

48. rachel threatens to snitch on remy to anna marie whenever he fucks up

49. rachel is fucking tough. but that doesn't mean she doesn't cry. she cries quite frequently because of how her emotions and trauma can overwhelm her.

50. rachel constantly wonders why she’s in 616. she originally thought it was her own fuck up, but the phoenix sent her there outside of her control. she feels like she has no purpose. but even still, she vows to keep fighting for mutantkind so they won’t suffer the same fate mutants did in her world. she never realizes that she did exactly that and that it was her purpose all along. if she never landed in 616, she never would’ve become mother askani, and nathan would’ve never lived to raise hope if rachel weren’t there. rachel was integral to bringing the mutant messiah to where she needed to be. and rachel hasn’t realized that she is doing more to protect mutantkind than most. she still feels lost.

51. rachel is a leftist. you want me to believe that she lived through a genocide and came out a centrist? bullshit.

52. this isn't even a headcanon bc she did it in excalibur but she braids her mullet when getting suited up and it looks like a rattail.

53. kitty and rachel 100% recreate that one picture of the women doing their makeup:

and it stars with kitty on top, but kitty can't do makeup for shit (still love you, though) so they switch and it sends kitty into a gay panic.

54. out of everyone in the summers-grey clan, nathan and rachel have the best bond and relationship. although it's not super lovey and affectionate outwardly, they always have each others' back and know they can rely on one another. and they bully the shit out of one another. that's what family is for.

55. fellow lesbian laura teases rachel about her crush on kitty all the time. they also go to gay bars together.

56. while rachel is a butch lesbian, she can rock a mini dress and heeled boots like nobody else (especially if they're leather). but she tends to wear a suit when attending formal events.

57. if she can wear big stompy boots, she will wear big stompy boots. bonus points if she can stomp on someone in them.

58. she loves the 80s. 80s movies. 80s fashion. 80s music. she also has a crush on joan jett.

59. rachel is constantly tucking kitty's hair behind her ears.

60. rachel absorbs the phoenix indefinitely, marries kitty, and fucks off to space and lives happily ever after.

[fdd700]

Remus wasn’t a very romantic person. He didn’t see the appeal in the fancy dinners or candle lit nights. He just couldn’t understand why people loved them.

Virgil, no matter how hard he tried to hide it, both understood and loved the romantic nights. And, despite his attempts at hiding it, Remus quickly noticed. But Remus knew that Virgil loved him, impulses and all.

“Hey trash panda, have you talked to your brother recently?” Virgil asked as he sat on his phone on the couch across from Remus’ design computer.

“Normally, my dark and stormy night, I do my best to avoid the repulsive royal, so that would be a no.” Remus didn’t look up from his project - some horror anime/cartoon he was acting hush-hush on. Virgil knew it was because it was a trial piece and Remus didn’t want jinx himself.

“He and Jan are going to Morocco.” This caused Remus to spin around in his chair, looking at his boyfriend with a raised eyebrow. “Jan just texted me to let me know he couldn’t come us to that horror convention next month. Apparently Roman got a promotion so he bought the tickets as a surprise.” Remus nodded.

“Why Morocco?” Remus said, about to turn back around.

“I think he’s going to propose.” Remus froze before looking at his boyfriend who was frantically typing on his phone.

“How-”

“Jan has always wanted to get engaged on a foreign holiday. Plus, Lolo and I saw Roman talking to Cindy, you know Patton’s friend, one from the jewellery store downtown,” Virgil explained. “I’m texting him now to ask.” Remus nodded but didn’t say anything. there was silence, except for Virgil’s tapping.

“Not gonna lie,” Remus stated. “I always thought Janus would propose.” Virgil paused before gasping, followed by him chuckling.

“Bet you twenty dollars Janus is also planning to propose.” Remus laughed. 

“That’s such a rigged bet, they’re both definitely gonna propose.”

Sure enough, a month later, both boys returned home with engagement rings. The gang - Patton, Logan, Virgil, Remus, Emilie, Remy, Janus and Roman - were all in Logan and Patton’s house for Sunday dinner (a long-standing tradition). Virgil was locked into conversation with Janus, Emilie and Patton, who were both showing off their rings. Virgil was laughing with them. Remus’ eyes were glued to him.

“What's got you so distracted? Worried Virgil-”

“Dude, not funny,” Roman said, cutting Remy off. Remy took a sip from his cup but was otherwise silent. “Remus, what’s up?”

“do you think Virgil is waiting for me to propose?”

“I mean, maybe? Have you talked about marriage?” Remus was silent, thinking. 

“Yes and no. We talked about it ages ago but he hasn’t said anything since.”

“Has he dropped hints?” Remy asked. “That’s what Emilie did.”

“Virgil should know I wouldn’t pick up on them.”

“Hey, don’t stress, Rem, Virgil loves you and you love him, that's all that matters,” Roman said.

“That is correct. Maybe Virgil will propose. Patton knew I wouldn’t be able to pick up signs so he just asked me to my face.”

Remus tried to believe them, and he mostly did. Until later that night, when they were playing truth or dare. Logan and Patton were sharing the two-seater. Not quite cuddling but in each other’s personal space. Emilie had his head on Remy’s shoulder on the long couch, with Roman on Janus’ lap at the other end of the couch. Virgil was tucked into Remus’ side as the room turned their attention to him.

“So,” Janus said, wiggling his eyebrows. “Virgil truth or dare?”

“Considering you dared Remy to kiss Patton, I think I’ll go with truth,” Virgil said.

“Well, you wouldn’t tell us earlier, so... what was your dream proposal as a kid?” Virgil turned red.

“Can’t let that one go, no?” Virgil asked and Janus chuckled, shaking his head. “Uhm, pretty sure it was like a candle-lit dinner or something. Probably something cheesy and romantic.” Virgil then quickly moved on, asking Remy something but Remus tuned out again. Was Virgil disappoint with the lack of romance in their relationship? He’s never said anything directly, but why would he bring us Roman proposing on a romantic holiday if not to tell Remus that's what he wanted? Were there any other hints? Was there-

“Remus.” Remus snapped up to Janus’ gleaming eyes. “Truth or dare?”

“Truth. I think my boyfriend was in the right vein,” Remus responded. Janus simply waved dismissively as he went silent, thinking. Almost a moment later, a light bulb flipped on above his head.

“Do you plan on proposing to Virgil?”

“Janus!” Roman said, looking to his fiancé in exasperation.

“It’s a harmless question!” The two bickered slightly, nothing heated but a simply back and forth.

“You don’t have to answer,” Virgil said in a low tone. He had been trying to catch Remus’ eyes, who was just as determined to avoid Virgil’s. Eventually, the smaller man grabbed his chin so they could look into his eyes. “I’m serious. I don’t want you to feel pressured. I love you, okay?”

“I love you too.”

Despite Virgil’s reassurance, Remus was deeply fixated on the thoughts of marriage and if he was enough for Virgil. Virgil liked romance and dancing in the rain and visiting fancy restaurants. Remus liked staying inside and horror films and going to graveyards to adopt ghosts (which scared Virgil so much he learnt how to banish spirits from the house). Remus couldn’t help but feel like maybe, just maybe, Virgil was better off without him? 

He spun in his chair. He was unable to focus on the novel he was writing anymore. Virgil was at work and wouldn’t be back for ages. Despite trying to work, Remus was now fixated on rings. The truth was, he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Virgil but he didn’t see why he needed to buy him a ring or spend thousands of dollars on a wedding to prove his devotion. They bought an apartment together, they had three pissy spirits that they took care of together, and the stray cat that would jump in their window. But if Virgil wanted it, well, who was Remus to say no?

Engagement ring shopping sucked. Plain and simple, it sucked. There were so many different cuts but they all looked so basic. Virgil wasn’t the type to wear flashy jewellery unless it meant something, like the dangly gold earring Remus bough him when he got his masters in psychology. Remus wanted something classy, but all something showed how much Remus knew Virgil, right down to his core. He thought about going to a jewellery shop or hiring someone but how on earth would he be able to explain that to Virgil? In the end, he chose the least expensive route; his brother.

“How do you pick an engagement ring?” Roman choked on his coffee. “What?”

“Try and maybe start a conversation with hello and maybe not something you have never mentioned before now,” Roman said. “But also, why the change in pace?” Remus didn’t say anything. “Is it Janus? he was only messing. He just doesn’t get it sometimes but I told him he need to respect your boundaries-”

“It’s not that.” Roman went quiet, letting his brother speak when comfortable. “I don’t want Virgil to regret being with me. I know that he doesn’t say it but he really likes all the romantic garbage you and Janus do.”

“Remus, Virgil may like romance but he loves you. Plain and simple. But I am your brother and I will support you, so if you need help finding a ring, I will help you,” Roman said sincerely.

“Ugh, you’re so boring and regal. Lighten up. Walk on the gory side.” Roman chuckled.

“I’ll tune it down, but just because you’re my baby brother.”

“Two MINUTES. I AM TWO MINUTES-” Roman burst into laughter, meaning anyone in the cafe who wasn’t staring due to Remus’ screeching, was now looking due to roman’s cackling. 

“Come, little wittle Remus, let’s go ring shopping.”

Remus paid for the ring in cash. He had been taking money out of the account for weeks in preparation. Well, a week. Still, he had it all planned out. He could suck it up for a night. 

He was spreading flowers on the floor when he noticed the dull ache in his chest. Tell-tale signs of a panic attack. Remus paused before moving to sit down. He closed his eyes and repeated his breathing exercises. He could do this. It’s what Virgil wanted. He stood up again, the dull ache turning into a slight pressure. He lit the candles, checked on the food and cleaned up. It was about half six when he realised, he was struggling to breath. Almost as soon as he noticed, the elephant on his chest returned. He backed up, sliding down the wall.

“no... no... not tonight...” He muttered under his breath. He tried to breath but he realised he was struggling. Why tonight. why was he getting a panic attack tonight? it was just one dinner!

“Re- REMUS!” Virgil said, coming in and sitting in front of his boyfriend. “Can I touch you?” Remus shook his head frantically. “Okay, it’s okay, breath with me okay?” Virgil took his boyfriend through his breathing exercises. “Okay, Rem, I need you to name five things you can see.”

“Chair, lights... uh... you, the table... uh, uhm-” Remus swallowed. “And tiles...”

“Okay, four things you can hear.”

“My breathing, your breathing, the neighbours... the oven?” Virgil reached behind him, switching off the oven. 

“Okay, three things you can feel.”

“The floor, my shirt... uhm... sweat?”

“Okay, two things you can taste.”

“Impending doom.” Virgil gave him a look. “Uh, tea and sugar.”

“Okay, finally, one thing you can smell.”

“The candles.” Virgil stood up, switching on the light and blowing out the candles. He finally took in the scene of the room. Remus tried to stand up but was quickly placed down in one of their dining chairs.

“Remus, do you wanna talk about it?” Remus sighed.

“I just... I wanted to plan this big romantic night and I know you like romance but it's just so icky that I must of have been panicked and-” Remus paused, meeting his boyfriend’s eyes. “Look, I know you like romance and I’m sure you’re disappointed I’m not.”

“Remus. I like romance, but I love you.” Remus blinked at him. “I knew what I was getting into when we entered this relationship. You never, ever have to change your boundaries to suit me. Remus, I love you, for you. I know you don’t like romance or pda, but I know that you love me.” Remus didn’t notice he was crying till Virgil wiped the tears from his face. He pressed their foreheads together. “I love you. So much. Romance or not.” Remus held onto his boyfriend. “But I need you to promise to never break your own boundaries for me. I respect the boundaries you put up, and I need you to do the same.”

“I promise.” Virgil smiled and Remus was hit with how overwhelmingly lucky he was to have gotten someone like Virgil to love him. “Ugh,” he groaned. Virgil chuckled.

“What’s up buttercup?”

“Roman was right. I don’t like this timeline.” Virgil just tossed his head back and laughed as Remus whined.

Remus did end up proposing that night. They were watching a horror film and Virgil was critiquing the characters decision when Remus suddenly turned to him.

“I’m just saying, choosing to go down to the creepy basement when you know there’s a serial killer on the loose-”

“Marry me.” Virgil stopped, looking over at his boyfriend. He wasn’t down on one knee but there was a ring in his hands. Virgil’s hand flew to his mouth. “marry me.” Remus sat up. 

“You’re not just doing this for me?” he asked, still in a state of shock.

“I want to spend the rest of my life with you, and if this is the next step? then I’m going for it.” Virgil jumped up, wrapping his arms around Remus, already crying.

“Yes, yes, yes! Oh my god, yes!” He pulled back, letting Remus slip on the ring before launching himself and his boyfriend and smashing their lips together. It was here that Virgil, admiring his ring with awe filled eyes, also realised how lucky he was for getting someone like Remus to love him too.

[smidgen-of-hotboy]

PEACOCKS!?!?!? HOLY SHIT- (side note but have you ever heard one of them? They're so loud!! There's someone down the road from where I live who owns a small flock of them and they wander around up and down the highway. They walked into the parking lot of a local barbecue joint My family was eating at one evening and we all gawked at them from the safety of our car. My parent said that it sounds like they're screaming for help.) Peacocks being symbols of beauty, protection, new beginnings, power, divinity... (at least from my brief Google search)

The radio clock reminds me for some reason of the first couple of seasons? ...wait. i know why. It's the logo. I'm thinking of the god damn logo.

It's also reminding me of the pocket watch from Fullmetal Alchemist. It serves as a reminder after all. I'm guessing 11:45 is the time that Ben was found/announced dead? Damn. Damn Juno that's fucked up. That's heavy and fucked up.

Awwww his silly ones are cute. And his self harm strikes a chord with me. Its... deeply personal. I understand. Juno carries so much baggage in this universe, he feels so heavy to me. Smth smth- disco elysium "I just want to get worse" or other. I hope the best for Juno ofc but just. Damn. Damn...

Smth about Juno always knowing the exact location where he can see his brother again, and Benzaiten has a promise that Juno will be back again sometime soon.

A LANTERN ON HIS STERNUM YO THATS SICK AS FUCK I FUCKING DIG IT

The way my eyes popped out and my lashes fluttered reading "ahem, other places" LMFAOOOO

"Don't let him hit you" this sign can't stop me because I can't read! *proceeds to get Juno Steel to punch me in a "fuck around and find out" type of manner* What happens?

Rita being a mechanical doll with tattoos and piercings is immensely adorable. There's smth or other there that I can't quite explain or put my finger on about actual dolls (like Barbie) being clean plastic with no piercings, versus Rita is machinery and technology, a walking talking computer, a mechanical doll with visible circuits and animated tattoos and neon glowy jewelry. (I've got 3 pairs of earrings that remind me of Rita: simple plastic daisies, glow in the dark translucent rubber duckies, and dangly dinosaurs linked together in a chain. Idk they all speak to me as "RITA!")

Rita's age will forever remain a mystery to all. A Rita never reveals her secrets ;) AND OH OH OH THE PLATE ON HER CHEST AND ABDOMEN IS GOOD SO GOOD!!! very stimming. Could get lost staring at her chest for hours. ("My eyes are up here" kinda moment as I watch the blues and greens swirl around)

Where did Peter get the creds from for his tattoos?

"Breeding like rats" kekekek- I mean. He ain't wrong. Invasive species of invasive species over here lol.

Have I mentioned that Peter's so pretty? Bc wowowowo he's so pretty. I love it when antler or horned characters have things decorating their antlers/horns. It's so personal. It's like saying "these are important to me, I cherish them, I value them" AND THEN OFC JUNO THINKS ABOUT HACKING THEM OFF AAUUUGHHHHHH

A lot of this universe I'm just now realizing is about perception. And isn't that what monsters are all about? Perception. What makes a monster a monster, if not how they're perceived. The Warden percieved as a face of authority. Lady Luck pulling on the face of Fate. Peter wearing his human skin to blend in. There's dots to be drawn here to this and Monster's Reflection, I'm a little too tired to be making them tho atm.

And oooooo! "Fate is very very cruel" parallels to the "big mean world" quotes from canon

Okokok, thank you for explaining what being blessed means!

MICK!!! I wanna sob I love him so much. Smth about that mental image you put in my brain of him looking down/looking back at his life and questioning it. He's such a nervous yet cheery and optimistic person in canon that having him be as thoughtful and reflective in your au is so- depressing(!?) to me. Its like the universe loves him so it made him its special little guy, but the whispers are like the school yard bullies or smth, "freak freak freak unnatural freak". Idk- Micks situation to me speaks levels. It catches my attention.

M'tendere to the Ruby7 is like me to my cat. "Are you sad? Are you hungry? Are you mad at me? What are you thinking about? Do you ever worry about your future? Do you miss your mother? Do you remember having one?" Meow. "Very insightful."

I love love love love the idea that the supernatural are manifestations of fear and beliefs. Adds more fuel to the fire that this universe is based on perception. If you fear something, if you believe in something, you're giving it the means to exist. You're giving it power.

Inside of me exist a Juno Steel Warrior Cats-esq au where he is just a grumpy old tomcat. Just a disgruntled thing that doesn't like being picked up and makes a fuss but instantly purrs when Rita scratches behind his ear. (Will I ever divulge or explore this more? Probably not!)

SMALL FRY!!! I blame my newfound obsession for Small Fry on Kit (kitsuna21), the 36Q au uses Small Fry in place of a duck/Henry and in writing Juno's interactions with her I've grown very attached. Smth smth- old patreon supporter named "This is my Contribution to Small Fry's College Fund" (I had to REALLY dig to find my old post about the names of the patreon supporters, my god it's been a while)

Other Questions: hypothetically, if Juno were to see the Warden, what would it's appearance be? (Also it's just now striking me that for Ben to perceive the Warden as Juno dressed as a cop and that's Ben's authority- y'ouch. Ouch. Ouch. It hurts. It hurts on so many levels.) What kind of person/people be out here giving all sorts of beings magical tattoos? What was Peter's latest heist like? Grims Mask equivalent or something else?

Hey! So, uh, I have some more stuff for the fae-hunter jupeter au, if you'd like to hear it? Regarding some more about the background and things and the other characters and also some intrusive thoughts Juno has regarding the cannibalism?

Oh fuck yeah babey lay it on me. This is the best Steel Twin Birthday Present and no other holiday or event going on irl I could've woken up to ever! And also does it mean anything if I say I have more thoughts on my monster hunter au bc I have a lot of new thoughts about it

[rose-lord-of-simps]

Oh my goodness. So. I identify as lesbian romantic (I’m fine with the term lesbian so that’s why I don’t find a better term) and demisexual. So when it comes to fictional characters I need personality and not just looks. But generally I prefer girls to men. But girls never have the good personalities I’m actually attracted to or decent plot lines and are just over sexualized or made to be eye candy.

I am also a fan of Obey me. So. Like. What if- I can’t find much gender bent obey me stuff on here- so what if I do it myself?

GUYS GALS AND NON-BINARY PALS I TAKE GENDER BENT OBEY ME REQUESTS-

HEAD CANNONS HERE WE GO!

Lucy (Lucifer)

Right so take Lucifer, give him red lipstick and killer eyeliner and DIMPLES.

THATS RIGHT I HEAD CANNON THAT SHE WOULD HAVE DIMPLES.

Pin straight hair naturally, wears a hair bow sometimes

Totally likes marshmallows covered with chocolate (any kind) and refused to admit it.

Mamam (Mammon)

I need to work on this name-

Pixie cut. White haired pixie cut.

QUEEN OF MAKING POCKETS HURT

Confident as hell in her own skin and doesn’t mind showing off, she knows she’s hot

Typically doesn’t do anything with her hair but will stick it back on special occasion and wears suits over dresses

Levy (Levi)

Long ass past her ass hair.

Takes good care of said hair.

Plenty of opportunity to cosplay girls in public now but loves drag kings and loves cosplaying male characters, finds a new kind of confidence in it.

When she gets to know you and relaxes around you she’ll let you hear her voice that is actually deeper than she makes it sound. Her sisters over time have just forgotten about it

Fakes a higher voice because anime characters

Santana (Satan)

Wears a black hair bow because it’s cute and all of the best book characters have black hair bows-

Still super into reading and doesn’t care if people think it’s weird

Closest to Assy so she has amazing make up skills- will sometimes play around with make up art

Always wears at least pumps. Never flats. Will wear sneakers for gym by doesn’t wear flats.

Assy

I’ve said it before I actually HC Asmo to be like Loki from Marvel and be non-binary but okay with any pronouns.

Same situation except now she wears even more skirts.

Hypes up men in skirts and fem boys

Again, KNOWS SHE IS HOT-

Queen at bold makeup looks, sometimes Lucy will let her do special event make up for her, mostly consisting of red lips and bold eyes.

Beel

Thicc x10

Absolute goddess of a gentleman. Will open doors for you.

Doesn’t care about looks

Has naturally curly hair that is fluffy when she leaves it out to air dry

Belphie

Sausage curls.

Knows basic make up just enough to make her look less tired when she needs to be

Prefers shorts over pants and skirts

Works up enough energy to shave her legs because HAVE YOU FELT FRESHLY SHAVEB LEGS SLIPPING INTO BED LIKE-

Simone (Simeon)

Keeps her hair short

Nails are always painted perfectly

Secretly loves showing off her shoulders and having them on display

Has naturally super long eyelashes

Luke

I think it’d be cute for a girl name

Super tight curls and frizzy fluffy hair

Keeps her hair soft and smelling nice because she likes to smell sweet

Learned to make jewelry out of beads and stuff from other angels, makes bracelets for EVERYONE

Smiles so BRIGHT

Sommy (Solomon)

Black or burgundy lipstick constantly

Loves wearing big dangly earrings

Likes showing off her legs whenever she gets the chance

Likes to curl her hair on special occasion

Barbera (Barbs)

Naturally wavy and silky hair

Confident in her own skin and knows she is hot

Prefers to wear her uniform or comfier clothes though

Doesn’t like heels but will wear them when she has to.

Dede! (Diavolo)

You know how Beel is thicc x10? Her too.

Someone please give me a better word for this- chubby. Has rolls, isn’t a stereotypical hourglass shape.

LOVES HERSELF! Knows Lucy loves her as she is so she loves herself too and that’s all she needs.

Likes to wear her big poofy ball gowns on special occasion because it’s like she is a cupcake and she loves it, however she also likes to wear suits or pantsuits/rompers.